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Full text of "Young Eagle Comics (Fawcett Comics) Issue #10"

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A "MUST" FOR ALL MODEL BUILDERS., 
the big, new 144-page book 



CAL SMITH on 

MODEL BUILDING 

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Original TESTED designs for 



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All veteran model builders know 

Cal Smith as one of the country's 

leading authorities on model building. 

As a writer, designer, illustrator and 

winning contestant, Cal Smith packs over 

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approach. Seasoned hobbyists will also treasure this 

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hundreds of drawings and photographs. For the best guide 

in model building see CAL SMITH on MODEL BUILDING .. .tod. 

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50UTH TOWARD THE BORDER, 
PLUNDERING AHD LOOTING IN 
THE MOST SAVAGE RAID SIMCE 
QUANTRELl!S GUERRILLAS! ONE/ 
THE STUBBORN COURAGE MID 
GALLANT FIGHTING HEART OF 
VOUNfrCAGlE COULD SAVE THE 

TERRITORY FROtt DEVASTATION . 

AND THEN THE STARTLING NEWS 
CAME THROUGH-- YOUUG EA&LE 
HIMSELF HAD TURNED OUTLAW 
AND RENEGADE I 




INCLUDING RIFF DRAGO, ) HHATEVER 15 HAPPENING) 



THE CLEVEREST AND 
DEADLIEST GUN5UCK 
IN THE AREA., AND 
HIS PARTNER, 
OX.HEAD CANE 



IF THOSE TWO ARE MIXED 

~ IT5ADEVIU5 

BREW. HAVE YOU HEARD 
OF THEfA, COLONEL? 




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there's talk xthat meeting 
of a 1w5t£r10us\ is prcbaslv 
outlaw pow-w3w j wellsuaroed 
to se held out \ awd no owe 
in the badlands. j but a rec06- 
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ride out and j gould set 1u ! 
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&WQTWQ QWB LATER — 

THE COLONEL'S KEEPING HIS PART 
OF THE PLAN UP.TD SCHEDULE . 
THESE POSTERS HAVE SPREAD 
THE MEWS OF WW TURNING 

REWEGADE ALL OVER 

TERRITORY 




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WORK. TD6ETHEK . THttT WAY 
WICftW MULTIPLY THE 
PtoPTTB AND CUT THE 
RISKS DOWN TO 
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TO THE COLONEL A MESSAGE 

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WELL, WAR'S A TERRIFIC ] 
JO* OPEN AT THE 
POUBLE BEg RANCH.' 
THEY'RE LOOKING FOR J 
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©CuSH IS THE NAME OF 
THE HORSE PELONSIW6 
TO THE FAMOUS COWBOY, 
LASH LA RUE- 

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HE GOT ^s NATURALLY . ^E 
REAL ANGRY ) YUH CAN'T 
ABOUT IT /DOUSE YOUP 
AND FIRED ) S099 WITH A 

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THREE horses wound their" way through 
the wild badlands stretching on all sides. 
On the lead horse sal Clem Gordy. a western 
guide. The young man and woman behind him 
were Easterners. Hal Hamilton and his pretty 
wife, Lora. 

"Oh!" gasped the girl suddenly, "this heat 
is unbearable. Can't we stop and rest a while?" 

Hal turned with a frown. "1 told you you 
shouldn't have come along. Lora. This is a 
man's game, searching for a strike." 

"I know," Lora responded miserably, "a 
woman is only a drawback and a nuisance on 
a trip like this. Why didn't I stay home where 
I belong? But, I couldn't resist joining this 
treasure hunt." An eager look came into her 
eyes. "When that old map turned up in our 
family papers, I thought of the thrill of finding 
a lost bonanza. What do you think it is, Hal? 
An old gold mine? Or a cache of diamonds?" 

"Who knows?" shrugged Hal, holding up 
the yellowed paper. "The old prospector who 
made it out didn't say. He just marked the 
route to the spot and labeled it a 'bonanza.' 
We won't know what the strike is till we get 
there." 

"And if I hadn't come along, holding you 
back," said the girl almost tearfully, "you and 
Clem Gordy would have reached it before now. 
I'm sorry I insisted on coming along. Hal." 

"Welt, too late to do anything about it 
now," Hal said. He called to the guide. "Clem, 
are we getting anywhere near the bonanza?" 

Clem Gordy nodded. "We'll reach it today, 
I reckon." 

Hal let out a whoop of joy. "At last! Lost 
treasure! An unknown bonanza! Lora and I 
will be rich for life. As for you, Clem, you'll 
get the ten percent we agreed upon." 

Clem Gordy's eyes were suddenly beady. "I 
want more," he drawled. "And remember, you 
won't find it without me." 

Hal and Lora were shocked. "Why, that's 
blackmail!" Hal cried. "But you've got us 
where you want us. How about twenty-five per- 
cent?" 






Clem grinned crookedly. "Mighty gei 
of you but I want mote yet." 

"I had a hunch you couldn't be trusted," 
Hal said angrily. "All right, we'll split fifty- 
fifty. I supp'ose that's what you're holding us 
up for. You get fifty percent. Lead on." 

But Clem made no move. "I don't want fifty 
percent. I want one hundred percent!" 

Hal gasped. "You want all of it? Why, you 
crook, you can't get away with this — !!" 

"Can't I?" snapped Clem, pulling his gun 
and aiming it at them. "Who's to stop me? 
You've got no guns', I'm going to cash in on 
the whole bonanza, savvy?" 

Hal and Lora clutched each other in. white- 
faced horror, expecting death on the spot. Th« 
guide that they had so hastily hired had turned 
out to be a greedy and ruthless badman! 

Clem laughed roughly. "No, I- won't kill you 
now. I can use your help. You're going to 
help me dig for gold or whatever we find. Then 
I'll feed you to the buzzards. When I -return, 
with the bonanza, it'll be easy to explain how 
a couple of tenderfeet fell off a cliff by acci- 
dent, leaving me in the clear." 

Hal groaned at the cunning plot. But sud- 
denly he saw his chance as Clem's horse shied 
a bit. Hal leaped off his own horse at Clem 
and hurled him to the ground. The gun fell 
out of Clem's hands and clattered a dozen feet 
away. The two men fought now on the ground, 

"Lora!" Hal panted. "Get the gun. Hurry!" 

Lora struggled off her horse and ran for the 
gun. But in her haste she stumbled over a stone 
and pitched against Hal himself, knocking 
him aside. By the time Hal recovered, Clem 
had snatched up the gun and once more had 
the upper hand. 

"Oh," moaned Lora wretchedly. "I failed 
you, Hal. I'm still just a big nuisance, that's 
all." 

"No more tricks," snarled Clem. "I'll keep 
you covered good. Get going." 



YOUNC 

A nightmare followed for Hal and^Lora. 
Later that day they reached the spot marked 
On the map. It was a desolate little valley 
with cliffs of white stone all around. Hardly 
anything grew. A tiny stream of water trickled 
along. 

"Pan that stream for gold,"-ordered Clem. 
His ready gun forced Hal and Lora to obey, 
working hard under the hot sun. But no grains 
or nuggets of yellow metal rewarded them. 

"Where's the bonanza?" muttered Clem im- 
patiently. "Dig down and let's see if there are 
any diamonds or rubies around. Nice to have 
you folks do the hard work for me." 

But this labor, on the part of Hal and Lora, 
yielded nothing more than whitish soil with 
an acrid smell. Cursing, Clem made them use 
a pickaxe on the cliffs nearby, but it was only 
crumbly white stone, barren of wealth. 

Lora suddenly fainted, haggard and worn. 
Hal carried her to the stream and hastily 
■cooped water and dashed it into her face, 
reviving her. 

"I'm still a -nuisance!" the girl said wanly. 
"Now you have to do the work alone." 

Clem was relentless. He made Hal search for 
a tunnel or a cave that might be a hidden mine, 
but nothing turned up. Clem screamed in rage 
finally. "It's all a lie!" he screeched. "The old 
prospector who made out that map was plumb 
locol That's no bonanza here at all. This was 
all a wild goose chase!" 

Strangely, Hal began laughing now. "The 
joke's on you, Clem! You thought you were 
robbing us of a big strike, but it turns out to 
bt utterly worthless. We've got the laugh on 
him, Loral" 

But Instead of laughing, there was a wild 
look in Lora's face. "Hal, there is treasure 
here!" She whispered. "A big strike! Not gold 
or diamonds but . . ." 

"Hush, dear," Hal soothed pityingly. "Don't 
let it get you. Don't go out of your head, poor 
kid. Just be calm — before the end. Clem is so 
angry at getting nothing out of this at all, he 
will kill us in revenge, I'm afraid. He's aiming 
the gun at us now!" 

For a moment, his face twisting savagely, 
the crooked guide seemed about to shoot them 



EACLE 
down in cold blood. But suddenly lie halted. 
"Wait! Why should I be a fool? I can still 
get something out of this. If I guide you back, 
you still owe me a big guide's fee." 

Hal was thunderstruck. "But when we report 
your crime — ?" 

"What crime?" interrupted the badman, 
grinning. "What did I steal from you? There 
was no bonanza! I didn't kill you. I only 
guided you here and back and you'll have to 
pay up. Let's go." 

Hal fumed in anger all the way back, yet 
could see no way of getting Clem arrested. As 
long as there was no bonanza, he had com- 
mitted no real crime in attempting to hog it 
all for himself. By bringing them back alive, 
he was safe from the law on all counts. And 
Hal would have to pay his fee. Far from gain- 
ing a fortune on this false treasure hunt, he 
and Lora were ending up penniless. What a 
fiasco! 

But worse yet, Hal was worried over Lora. 
She had a wild look in her face all the way 
back, and refused to talk. Was she unhinged 
by tHe whole experience? Had her mind 
cracked? 

Hal was sure of it when they reached town 
and Lora hailed the sheriff, pointing at Clem. 
"Sheriff!" she said, "arrest that man for at- 
tempted robbery of our bonanza!" 

Clem laughed. "What bonanza?" he sneered. 
"We didn't come back with any gold or silver 
or jewels or anything . . ." 

££■£ UT we come back with this!" Lora 
" snapped, taking a handful of white 
grains from her pocket. "You two men were 
thinking only in terms of gold or silver and 
such obvious treasure. But the real treasure 
is this white stuff, millions of tons of it, ready 
for the market. It only sells for a few cents 
a pound, but it's worth more than a gold mine 
because it's one of the most useful things in 
the world." 

Clem stared in dawning comprehension. 
"Treasure!" he groaned, "and I missed it!" 
Cursing, he was led to jail, for now the crime 
could be charged against him. 

Hal folded Lora in his arms. "So you were 
just a nuisance, eh? If you hadn't been along, 
I'd have missed the bonanza too. Only a woman 
would have noticed that the big treasure was — 
salt !'* 

THE END 



YOUNC EACU 





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FINE 
ANALYSIS.' 




WERE YOU PAYING ATTENTION 
TO M6 OR WERE YOU 
LOOKING OUT OF THE 
WINDOW ? 




YOUNG EACLE 




YOUNG EAGLE 




ONE SPWUG.WHEN THE FAMED INDIAN 
SCOUT WA5 AN UHTRiEPVOUTH- 

YOUDIDTHE WORK. \l WILL TRY 
OF THREE MEW ON \TO LIVE UP 
THt5 WILD HORSE HUNT; \TO VObR. 
YOUNG EAGLE. YOU (PROPHECY, 

Will make ft splendid i —■•■ 

WARRIOR SOMEOAV. . 




THESE HORSES \ EXCEPT FORTHAT 

ME CAPTURED ^SHIFTLESS 
ARE A FINE LOT. 16RLMBLER, 

GOOD WOUNTS J COYOTE TAtL 
FOR EACH OF 



HE DID ALMOST NOTHING ON THE 
HUNT, VET HE FEEL5 CHEATED BE- 
CAUSE HE WAS GIVEN THAT 
SCRAWNY WHITE COLT AS PART 
OF HIS SHARE . 




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YOUNG EACLE 




COYOTE TAIL ANJST FEEL 
CHEWED FOP. TRADING 
AWAV THftT FINE ANIMAL. 



I DO NOT THINKTHAT 
HE HA5 FORGOTTEN. 
SEE HOW HE WATCUE5 
YOUNG EAGLE. THE 
EVIL 5HINE& PROAA 
HI6 EYE5 . 



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COYOTE TAIL, YOUR ANGER 5P0ILED 
YOUR JUDGEMENT ON THE RACE 
VOU OWE WE 5iT, BLANKETS 
AND TWO HORSES.. 




C&tfMWHILE, AT THE FINISH UWE 

YOU RODE A 5PLENDIdV H6 > NKVou ' 
RACE,YOUWGEA&LE. J GRAY 
YOU ARE A CREDIT A BEAR. 
TO YOUR TRIBE . 




HOW I WANT YOU \ THRPS A 5H0JWD 
TO MEET AN OLD I COLT VOU 
FRIEND OF OUR /THERE, YOUNG 
TRIBE, BRAND / EAGLE , ONE OF 
COLUN&: ^f^THE FINEST PIECES. 
OF HOR&E FLESH 
rVE SEEN ON THESE 
PLMNft, 



I'VE GOT A HORSE BREEOING RANCH 
ABOUT TWENTV MILES NORTH OF 
HERE . I COULD USE A HORSE 
LIKE THAT TO BUILD UP WV 
STOCK. 




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ID AH INCXaW HIS HORSE )l UUOER- 

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HIM ! _— -^ ft. THOUSAND DOL- 
LARS TO ME 






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